Hmm. [Well.] You don't owe any gratefulness to the whims of this place, far as I would say.
[And by all appearances, he says so calmly, matter-of-fact almost. Except for the fact that it is exactly that sort of tone, the softness in it that isn't at all soft but edged underneath, that might give away any trace at all of the anger he holds towards Kiseki about this. He won't let go of it so easily, much as he won't make it into a burden for them both at a time like this either. So it manifests in that quiet manner, in the protectiveness of his hand still holding on.
For now, instead he looks and follows the path that Bucky points out, with his gaze considering a moment before he nods.]